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Ah, for the glens are lyin bare,
And the wee bit farm deserted,
And the woods of Germany,
Grows in rows o er the broken hearted.

Black is the wood on the roofance was braw
But blacker still is your heart, Victoria,
Sent your men untae our glens
You ll need the Good Lord lookin o er ye.

Many hae gane tae Americay
You burnt their hames and garred them wander
Gor a would have stayed wi the deil himsel
As bide an hour wi the cruel Gillanders.

Ah, for the glens are lyin bare
And the wee bit farm deserted
And the woods of Germany
Grows on rows o er the broken hearted.

Since you never gave a damn in the first place
Maybe it s time you had the tables turned
Cuz in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
And the verdict is guilty...

...MAN NEARLY KILLED ME
Steppin where you fear to tread
Stop, drop...

Poor Algeria
Life beats in the rhythm of your dismay
Life itself is a lie
My heart aches to watch you
Poor Algeria
Life through your eyes
Life as lie
Life swarming with police
Life soaked with
mothers’tears
Life racked...

Looking out
Across the night-time
The city winks a sleepless eye
Hear his voice
Shake my window
Sweet seducing sighs
Get me out
Into the night-time
Four walls won t hold me tonight
If this town
Is just an apple...

Look at the signs
Look at the symptoms
Look at the slight
Calm before the storm
I feel the silence
I feel the signals
I feel the strain
Tension in my head
Well, what more can be said

Not a model man
Not a saviour or a saint
Imperfect in a word
Make no mistake
But i
Give you everything i have
Take me as...

Put on your white sombrero
Saddle your horse my dear
And ride off into the sunset
You d better go
For there is no
Place for you here
Like and old fashioned hero
You stand before me
You think our life is a movie
My world is real
I live and feel
And I can do without you
Put on your white...